19. The sound of high heels in the middle of the night

After we built our own computer room, we set up many systems on our own servers, so I had an important responsibility - to keep the servers running smoothly at all times. Normally, there is no problem with the server, but there is an accident in everything.

One night, it was already 11 o'clock, and I was about to go to meet Zhou Gong in my dream, when a rapid mobile phone rang. I answered the phone and it turned out to be a customer whose software system suddenly didn't work. I tried it too, and it really malfunctioned. I tried to connect to the server remotely and nothing happened. Now it's in trouble. The customer is anxious to burn his eyebrows. Five calls in just ten minutes. In fact, every time I encounter this situation, I am more anxious than the customer, after all, it is not pleasant to be scolded by the customer.

I had to rush back to the office overnight. Thinking about the legend of that horrible 1204, I don't want to go, but I have no choice. The customer calls one after another, and the more they talk, the more unpleasant they become. I understand the performance of customers, they are also working overtime and staying up late, and the software drops the chain at a critical moment, which is really annoying. I had to accompany the careful words to the client and rush to the office as soon as possible.

I was not far from the company, and I didn't have any cars at night, so I entered the door of the building in less than ten minutes. Two security guards were sitting boredly in front of the door, smoking and chatting. When he saw me come in, he hurriedly stopped me. I explained the situation to them. When the two security guards heard that I was from the 12th floor, they couldn't help but glance at each other. The older security guard tentatively said to me, "What can't you do tomorrow during the day?" It's the middle of the night, it's not good! "I certainly understand what they're worried about. Actually, I'm scared, but I can't help it. I could only shake my head at them helplessly.

As I got on the elevator, I approached the 12th floor. As I said earlier, at night in order to save electricity, the building only has a small number of lights on. So the inside of the building was dim and dark. The thought of approaching a dead room in this environment makes me feel a chill in my heart. When I arrived on the 12th floor, as soon as the elevator door opened, I almost shouted in fright. Because there was a person standing outside the elevator.

I was frightened, but the person outside the elevator was also frightened, and he didn't expect that there would be someone in the elevator in the middle of the night. So, we were shocked and suspicious of each other, and we stared at each other cautiously for a minute before I calmed down and stepped out of the elevator. The man fled and seemed to have to get into the elevator and go down. The moment we misturned, I saw the name tag on his chest. It turned out to be from another unit, and it is estimated that he was forced to work overtime by the boss. I couldn't help but laugh at the thought of it, and it also diluted some of the fear in my heart.

I hurried into the office and started debugging the server. Just as I was immersed in my work, a clear "click, click" footsteps came into my ears, and my nerves suddenly tensed. Listen carefully, really, very clearly the footsteps, like the sound of a woman walking in high heels. It would be false to say that you are not afraid at this time. In the middle of the night, which woman might come here? But I had no choice but to force myself to calm myself.

The voice went back and forth several times outside the door. It sounds like there's a woman in high heels walking around the gate. The sound of footsteps coming and going made me nervous, and I couldn't concentrate on the problem at all, and I finally couldn't help it. I walked out of the computer room and shouted at the door in the loudest voice: "Who?" ”。

The footsteps stopped abruptly. I snorted pretending to be calm, turned around and went back to the computer room to continue my work. But less than five minutes later, the footsteps sounded again. At this point, I was not so scared, but a little annoyed. I walked out of the computer room again and quietly looked at the door. Just as I was about to get angry, I suddenly remembered the tragedy of 1204 that Xin had told me. In fact, this dead woman was also a victim, and she committed suicide because she was angry at her husband's cheating. To be honest, she's pretty pathetic, too. Thinking of this, I feel a little sympathetic to this female ghost (let's call her that). I adjusted my emotions and said quietly: "If you are really the unjust soul who died, then please understand that what grievances you have has nothing to do with me. I sympathize with what happened to you, but that's about it. I can find time to burn some paper for your comfort, but please don't bother me like this again. As I finished, the footsteps stopped, and then I heard a real sigh. I'm sure it wasn't an illusion, it was really a woman's plaintive sigh. Subsequently, everything calmed down.

I went back to the computer room, and the strange thing was that the fault of the server just now was eliminated by itself. I locked the door and left the company. Because I refused to break my trust with ghosts, I really brought some burning paper and burned it quietly to her, hoping that she would rest in peace.